Posted by: kjfdhwuf March 3, 2008
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There I come, there it goes
Here she comes, us we go
Run, Run running away from the sun
The echoes echo by distant glimpse
No one flies around the sun
By a distant light two hearts meet
If I take you by the hand,
Would you mind??
Willowing Through the land
Here I am……
Grunge, grudge
We think we got it all
Let the music begin
We will sort it all …..
Cold rising sun….
Don’t ruin us